|My mom as a little and how adorable she was! I do believe my sister is a clone!|
Have you ever been asked "what's the one thing you'd take out of a burning house?"? Most always the answer is photographs. I remember my mom saying that when I was a little. Of course way back then, family photos were hard copies of 3" x 5" or 5" x 7" fading prints that had been meticulously organized in album after album and tucked away in boxes somewhere in the basement. From time to time over the years while visiting my parents I still go looking for those old albums. From grandparents long gone, to my siblings and I first birthdays, to family trips to the lake, weddings and on and on it's such a wonderful trip down memory lane.
These days reminiscing via "photo albums" is grabbing my iPad and scrolling through photo after digital photo.... and I have literally thousands! I'm not saying one is better than the other because, pictures are pictures and the important ones can illicit strong emotions. But, there is something to be said for physically flipping the pages of an old beat up album and realizing that some of those loved ones long gone carefully compiled those memories for us to have today.
|A day at the beach somewhere on the shore of Massachusetts.|
In this day of Facebook, email, Twitter and smartphones its so easy for families to share pictures and videos of old and new, and my family is no exception! The black and white photos above were found and posted by a third cousin of mine, who lives clear across the United States from me. Not to mention I haven't seen her in at least 20 plus years! So thrilled to have them as the little pictured above is my mom some 57 (or so) years ago......